Exercise has been a part of my life since I was a kid. I remember going to the gym with my mom. Playing on one of those machines you strap around your waste. You know, the one that was supposed to giggle the fat right out of you. (If you were a child of the 70’s, you know what I mean.) Not sure if that machine actually worked, but it was fun to play on anyway.
I danced most of my life. But really fell in love with exercise my freshman year of college when I started running. Running gave me something I couldn’t get with any other form of exercise. I think it’s the endorphins I’m addicted to. If you’re a runner, you understand.
For me, exercise is a mood lifter, a fat burner, and in my opinion…a life changer. I couldn’t live without it. And the bonus is…it enables me to enjoy my love of cooking and sampling everything along the way. Without the guilt.
But the older I get, I realize that it’s less about how exercise effects the physical appearance of my body, and more about what it does for my overall well being.
I will turn 50 this year. I feel my body changing. But, it’s okay. I’m fine with aging. But, I want to do it gracefully. I want to still be able to move when I’m in my 80’s.
Whatever the case, I will exercise as long as I possibly can. And if @madiberryhill has her say, she will keep pushing me up the steep hills in our neighborhood, cracking her whip along the way.
So, whatever phase of life you are in. Keep going. Keep moving. It’s good for you. And the bonus is…your body will thank you. And for goodness sakes…indulge a little. You worked had for it. Live.
